"Omnia mutantur, nihil interit."

you ever get an incredibly vidid memory of flying and just tear up? yeah

you are here. you are valid. you are one of us !

ʚ all angels are divine ɞ

.♡.

love to my seraphs who can sing, your voices sound sweet like ambrosia and bring me closer to home. keep showing the world your angelic voice, youre divine and you deserve to know it.

love to my seraphs who maybe can't sing like we did, you are still one of us and you are just as angelic. your divinity shines through and all voices are beautiful amongst the choir, no matter how they may sound.

love to my seraphs who are sweet and soft, i adore you. i see your delicate smile and your beautiful eyes, they catch the light and enchant all those who view them. i see the rosiness of your cheeks and the way your hair sways on the breeze, and the grace and elegance you carry yourself with are something i admire.

love to my seraphs who are rough and battered, i admire you. i hear the thunder in your footsteps and the power in your voice, like the most triumphant vocals in our beautiful choir. i see the scrapes on your knees and the bruises on your knuckles, i acknowledge your battles and i know how hard you fought with win them, my angel.

love to my fallen seraphs, no matter your trial and your pain you are divine in my eyes. your beauty still shows, and you are still apart of our choir no matter what, my angel. my heart bleeds for you, and my wings shield you from the dangers of the world. you are safe. you are loved. you will always have a place in my heart, in my head, and in my arms. i sing my songs for you.

love to my seraphs who are young, your youth is a blessing and it radiates through you! the softness of your voice and the kindness in your eyes are unparalleled, your wings will grow and stretch across the skies, and i cant wait to see how you learn and expand and watch you fly, I'll make sure to keep you close under my wings, young one !

love to my seraphs who are old, your age changes not your elegance and beauty, and the stories and lessons you bring with you are important and appreciated. you know knowledge we may only hope to learn and we see the wiseness in your gaze and the power you have. i admire you, and i see how you've lived and thrived. you are divine.

love to my religious seraphs, i admire your faith and i see your devotion. you are divine, and your voices echo in our choir and fill me with happiness. you are a believer, and valid no matter what it is you choose to believe in. id love to learn about your faith, join you in prayer and sing with you!

You might not be able to see them, but my ears perk up when you call my name - my tail anxiously swings side to side while i’m waiting for something, and my wings stretch out and ache when I gaze at the sky.

You can’t see them, but you can feel them, can’t you?

I can feel them for both of us.

incomprehensible being of god

I dont want to have to eat, use the bathroom, drink water, sleep.

To all divinekin, know that no matter what, I will kneel before your alter with wine and grain, with a song or a prayer. I will be the wild animal sleeping at the foot of some old overgrown statue of your might, and I will be the first in the morning to clear the leaves from the steps of your churches and shrines. You need only ask.